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- Apple.

- I need to go to the appliance store.

- I'll come, too.

- Get dressed, then!

He can't get dressed on his own.

Don't you get it?

What?

- Is that true?

- Rubbish.

Crap!

Pops.

- I can help you.

- Rubbish, I said.

- Look, this is what we need.

- We don't.

Leave it!

Come along now!

Hi, I'm looking for dishwashing machines.

Dishwashers, you mean?

Over there.

- Are you crazy?

- That's my iron.

- Let go!

- This is mine.

- What are you doing?

- That's my iron.

- Leave it!

- No, this is my cart.

- Mine.

- Cut it out!

- It's mine.

- Let go!

- Stop it!

- That's my cart!

There are plenty more!

- My father is a bit confused.

- A bit?

Come on, Pops!

This one uses even less water?

Sure, at twice the price.

It's suitable for fitted kitchens.

It is also our most cutting-edge model.

- It's easy to operate.

- Excuse me.

Pops, what are you doing?

Stop skipping around! It's embarrassing.

Come along!

Hands off!

- I'll do this myself.

- Be my guest.

Go on!

Get out!

- Come on, I'll help you.

- Don't touch me!

Pops, you can't do this on your own.

I could if I would, but I wouldn't want to.

Damn, I need to go to the dairy!

I can't take you like this.

Today I'm staying in my PJ's.

Then you're staying here.

Hey!

Let rne out!

You brat!

- Grandpa, what are you doing?

- That scoundrel locked rne up!

PPs?

Yes!

- Wait!

- That brat!

9 times 9?

6 times 8?

6 times 8 is 48.

Uh-oh.

Get on!

Did anyone tell you to let him out?

- It's necessary, hold still!

- No, go away!

No]

- Leave them on.

- No.

Cut it out!

Up, go on, raise it!

Thank you for coming so soon.

He's in the sitting room.

Never mind.

I know what it's like from my mother.

Frnzi!

Hi, Karli.

- I'll be in the cowshed if

there's a problem. - Yes, okay.

- Is that okay for you?

- You're not Frnzi.

- You finally noticed.

- You're the child of thingy

of

- I'm Maya, Trudi's daughter.

- Right. Trudi.

- Your Emma and Trudi were good friends.

- But they're not anymore.

Karli, that's such an old story.

I can't do this.

- I thought you had experience.

- I am, but he's aggressive.

And I

15119,:

- My God! Get up!

- Get out!

- Pops.

- Out of my sight!

- Easy!

- You need professional help.

Not friends anymore.

- This can't go on.

- I don't want to see her here again.

We'll manage somehow. Thanks anyway.

Whatever.

- I want to drive.

- You can't do that anymore.

- I can.

- No.

- Stop this! Are you mad?

- I want to take over the

- I want to take over the

- No!

- Now what are you doing?

- I want to get off!

Hey!

Come on! You stubborn old fool!

Kiss my ass!

Idiot!

- Are you out of your mind?

- Hi, Werni.

- Is this a new car?

- Are you nuts?

Another visit, so soon?

Why are you dragging Pops along

like a cow?

- Ask him!

- We want to talk to you and Pops.

- I have better things to do.

- Please, it's important for both of us.

You've always been a bloody brat!

Pops, come down!

Get in!

- What were you doing?

- Who?

You and Werni.

- Andrea was there, too.

- I suppose so.

They're in love, Werni and Andrea.

Head over heels in love.

You're kidding, right?

What did Werni want?

Pops, what did Werni want?

To talk

- Talk about the legal stuff.

- What?

- The legal stuff. You know what I mean.

- I don't know!

Don't yell at me!

I'm sorry.

Well then, what did you talk about?

As I said, about the

About the legal stuff.

Werni is entitled, too, after all.

- Entitled to what?

- To half of the farm.

- Are you mad?

- Werni said we need to invest now.

Or the farm will die.

Invest!

And you believed that bastard?

Your Werni is a goddamn son of a b*tch!

For years he didn't give a damn.

Now he wants to build

some modern monstrosity.

And you're helping him, you idiot!

How dare you talk to rne like this!

You're really losing it

if you screw up like that!

- I know exactly what I'm doing.

- Apparently not.

- Maybe you are sick. Then...

- Then what?

You know, Werni is a really good guy.

He is somebody.

And you? What are you?

You are a lousy farmer.

Pops?

- No.

- Pops!

Come on, I just want to help you.

Get up.

- I just want to help you up.

- Get lost!

Leave rne alone! No!

The gash in his scalp will heal soon.

The stitches will come out in a week.

What else can you tell rne about him?

I'm not a specialist,

but I think Karli

is suffering from Alzheimer's.

To make sure we'd need to run

various expensive tests.

I would say he is in the second stage.

What does that mean?

Does Karli get lost sometimes?

Yes, it happens.

- Does he get lost in the house?

- No.

- Can he still read?

- Yes, I think so.

I don't know.

Does he eat by himself?

Get dressed by himself?

Sometimes he needs a hand,

but that's no big deal.

It depends on how you deal with it.

The crucial thing is

to try and meet Karli's needs.

Good luck!

What have I got here?

Don't you remember?

Yes, I do.

I fell down the stairs.

Right.

- Wanna go watch some Swiss wrestling?

- Sure.

- Hi, have you seen Karli?

- No.

Yes, have another sip.

- Do you want another sip?

- What are you doing in there?

- What are you doing in there?

- Having a beer.

You know, with my new girlfriend.

This is Emma. Aren't you?

Sure. Say goodbye, and let's go home.

No.

She doesn't want to be alone.

Look, she's not alone.

There's her girlfriend.

No, she doesn't like her.

I see.

Which one is her friend then?

Me. I'm her friend.

I see.

- She wants to go home.

- This is her home.

She's living with us now.

Sing her a song and then we'll leave.

- No.

- Hey! Hey!

What are you doing in there?

My father is interested in this calf.

- It's a Kobe calf.

- I see.

- Something special.

- A beauty.

It drinks beer.

It's the winner's trophy.

It's not for sale.

We can't buy it?

You're such a sweetie.

7,000 francs.

Frnzi will kill me.

There, this is your new home now.

Have a look around.

Come!

This is Emma.

She has the same name as your grandma.

- You have to pet her a lot.

- She drinks beer.

Cool!

Come on, Emma!

Bedtime. Look, here.

Peppermint for Emma?

- Bad idea?

- Come.

Come, Emma, come!

Let's take thingy.

You know? Yes.

You see?

- Come! Come!

- Pops, where are you going?

- To the village.

- You can't go there alone.

- Emma is with me.

- Emma can't look out for you.

I can look out for her.

- All right, but

- But what?

There. Sit down.

Your legs, not your arms.

Right. My legs-

Not my arms.

Lucas lost his mother.

He's waiting at the customer service desk.

Mom!

They call it the guardian angel with GPS.

Specially made for active people

who are forgetful and wander off.

You can keep track of the patient,

online or on your mobile device.

Super, that's what we need.

And you can press

the red emergency button if you need help.

- Yes.

- May I?

There.

- Great, right?

- Fine.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

- See you.

- Bye, thank you.

Werni, I want to know

what your deal with Pops is.

What, no time?

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